Come and SeeA Poem by Not here
Do you ever think that maybe nobody listens to you?
Do you ever think they'll hate you- doesn't matter what you do? Do you ever think that everything they say just isn't true? Do you ever think they only focus anger on you, too? Do you ever wonder maybe that nobody's on your side? Do you ever wonder if someone would miss you if you died? Do you ever want somebody so badly you simply cried? Do you ever wish somebody would just take you back inside? Maybe I'm a joker. Maybe this smoke. Maybe I'm a liar and this is only my first joke. Maybe I'm a house and you're my friendly lighter. 'Cause the world isn't meant for the silent, passive fighters. Maybe I'm just laughing. Can you hold my hand? 'Cause we are now walking to a tortured, silent land. Come and talk. Talk again. I am where I've always been. In a box. Down the hall. While they torture and they call. Come and balk. Balk again. I am where I've always been. In a ball, down the hall, in a box with the pox of my mind as they bind me in two, me in three, and watch you, so come and see.
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